Chapter 507: Fatanism

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"Master Governor, Master Feuerbach has left. He walked into the sea alone, following the group of red sharks."
The gray-haired butler reported to Charles what he saw on the dock.
"Only him? What about his wife and children?"
"His wife and children stayed on the island. After coming out of the Governor's Mansion, Mr. Feuerbach went straight to the pier without even returning home."
Sitting in Charles, he laughed softly, and even his family members are no longer needed. In this way, everything about him is disguised.
His wife and children, and the land and house allocated to him, have no nostalgia for him at all.
"I don't know who sent this guy here, and what benefits he promised. Women don't need money or rights, so what does he want?" Charles whispered.
Regardless of Feuerbach's origin, everything about him is over anyway, and the crew member who has been with him for five years does not expect to see each other again.
Immediately afterwards, Charles immediately thought of what Feuerbach had said before he left.
"This kind of madness comes from the Futan. Who knows this sleeping best in the entire Earth Sea? You may be able to find a way from them."
"Futan...some guys infected with D4 memes in the Foundation's mouth..." Charles, whose eyes narrowed slightly, tapped on the table with his steel fingers.
His crew members were crazy because of the murmur of God Futan, but those people believed in God Futan, and maybe they could really find clues from them.
But a new problem emerged, that is, Charles's relationship with them is not good, and even because of his relationship with the Pope, it can be said to be very bad.
However, Charles didn't want to give up this possibility. Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, he had to try before he knew it. Moreover, for them, he still had a card in his hand that he had not played.
After thinking about it, Charles raised his head and said to the butler in front of him: "Go and bring me a glass of water, thank you."
The steward's face was taken aback, and he seemed surprised at the Governor's order. "A cup of water?"
"Yes, a glass of water, any water will do, hurry up."
"Okay!" The butler quickly backed out.
Soon the clean fresh water in a glass was sent to Charles.
As Charles's right hand tilted "Wow~", the water in the glass filled the tabletop.
The water quickly soaked the paper on the table, and Charles said to a layer of water on the table: "I hope Charles, Governor of the Island, I want to discuss something with you."
This is the method that Fatanism contacted Charles and said before, using water as a medium of communication. They used this method to try to win Charles against the Illuminati, but Charles did not agree at the time.
No one thought that this method was actually used by Charles in this situation.
"I'm Hope Island Governor Charles, I want to discuss something with you." Charles said it again, but the surface of the water still showed no response.
After waiting for a few seconds, just when Charles thought the lunatics didn't want to care about him, a pair of familiar octopus Yokoto emerged from the water as a hint of black appeared.
The sound of chewing a piece of thick sputum came out of the water full of joking.
"Mighty one, look at who this is. Isn't this the noble Governor of Hope Island, Mr. Charles? Your noble existence, unexpectedly come to our humble cultists."
Compared with the win-win and flattering a few months ago, the attitude of the hook now is almost heavenly and underground.
Charles didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and said straight to him: "Hook, do you Phantasm have a way to restore Phantasm's madness?"
"Ha ha ha... After we don't have the backing of the Bright God Sect, do you plan to reconcile with us?"
Charles' brows frowned slightly, "Just tell me if there is any way for you Fatanism, and at what price do you want this way."
As soon as his voice fell, the water on the table boiled suddenly, and several barbed octopus tentacles suddenly grew out of it, attached to the black viscous liquid, and threw it directly at Charles' neck.
Charles lifted his right foot and slammed the table, and the heavy solid wood desk was directly kicked out far away.
The moment the distance was extended, the tentacles growing from the table could not attack Charles.
The next second, the angry roar of the hook came from inside.
"Want us to help you? Dream! Because of the wanted order issued on the island, how many of our believers have their heads cut off!!"
"The Bright Church is gone, and your backstage has disappeared! Wait, wait for us to deal with some things, you and the Pope gave us before, we will double back to you!!"
The tentacles slowly retracted into the water, and the black liquid gradually became transparent again.
Seeing that the eyes of the hook were about to disappear from the water, Charles slowly said, "Is there no room for negotiation?"
"Hehe, room for discussion? After you die, talk to the Mighty One, the hatred between us will not be resolved! Your island, your family, and everything about you will eventually be annihilated!!"
Charles leans forward slightly, looking at the fading eyes of the hook, and throwing out his own card.
"Then if I now know where your Mighty One is? If I use this information for a way to save the madness, you will definitely be willing?"
"What?" The water surface that should have been clear instantly turned black again. Not only did the eyes of the hook reappear on it, but also other pairs of eyes of different sizes appeared on it.
The crowded eyes turned the entire table into a monster with eyes.
"Mortal! Where did you see the Mighty One!"
"Answer me! You have seen the great God Futan, why are you nothing unusual!"
"If you dare to lie to us!! You are completely finished!!"
Seeing those octopuses crowding each other in the water, Charles was not in a hurry.
For believers, especially fanatics, there is nothing more important than their god, and it should be them who are anxious now.
"Do you have any way?" Charles raised his own question again. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
The eyeballs on the table quickly dispersed after communicating with each other for a while, and the pool of black water on the table floated from the table like a cloth, forming a writhing human form, like a jellyfish.
"Have you seen the real body of a mighty one?"
As soon as the water shadow spoke, Charles knew that this guy was definitely not a hook, and his tone was completely different from his attitude. It seemed that a great figure of Fatanism was talking to him.
"Let me think about it, just because your people are close to the great and mighty, mortals can't bear his power, so they are crazy, right?"
"Is there any way you can do it?" Charles looked at him with furrowed brows, he was already a little annoyed.
"We have."
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